Over the next couple of weeks, I avoided the Salmon store. I wasn't really mad; I just didn't want to deal with Eric. I still got together with Jacob & Marcus, but I made sure that they knew that it had to be just two or three of us. No Eric. Since I didn't really trust them anymore, I made them come to my house a couple of times instead of going over to their place. We also met at the park at the south end of town to play, and one time we rode our bikes all the way down to the Fort, about a mile from town.

The Fort is a state park that was part of the "American coastal defense network in the 19th century. It remained active through World War II." I know that because that is what the sign says. What all that means is that there are some buildings that have a museum, and a big meeting and dance room for weddings and parties. There are also several barracks and houses that traveling groups use during the summer. But the coolest part of the Fort is the Batteries. This is where they used to have big cannons that were to shoot at any enemy ships going up the river to attack Portland. The Batteries are some grass hills with concrete platforms and a whole bunch of underground rooms and tunnels. I had been there before, but always with my mom or one of my (girl) friends and their families. I had not been there in over a year. In other words, the last time I was there, I did not even know that sex existed.

Having a whole bunch of underground rooms and tunnels made for a fun afternoon of naked play with Marcus and Jacob. Of course, since it was October, I got cold, but I didn't care. And since we didn't have a blanket and the tunnels were open and dirty, we all got pretty messy. And naturally I got fucked several times and sucked both cocks. When we left, we went to my house, which was close to the south end of town, and I let them shower and clean up before they went home. I showered and washed my own clothes as usual, so no one knew what a mess I had been.

That weekend my Mom asked what I wanted to be for Halloween. Halloween was a Thursday, so it was the start of the weekend at the motel. She would not be able to go trick-or-treating with me cause she had to work, but she had made arrangements for me to go with a couple of younger neighbor kids and their moms. I told her I wanted to be a pirate. Like most kids, I had all these fancy ideas of what we could put together and wanted to go buy a pirate shirt at Fred Meyer. I also expected to be like a boy pirate in a loose fitting, long sleeved shirt and pants.

On Sunday, Mom took me to Freddies and there was a section of costumes for adults and kids. There was a package with a sexy woman pirate costume. I know it was a really sexy costume, because the look on the lady's face on the picture on the front of the package looked like something on the front cover of one of Marcus' dad's porn dvds. I asked my mom if I could get it. She said that it would not fit me, but that was the only objection she expressed. She reached over and took the right size of "pirate princess" costume off the kids rack. I looked carefully at the two pictures. The costumes were almost exactly the same, except that in the child's version, the blouse was buttoned all the way up and the skirt was longer. I looked at the two carefully, grabbed the child's costume and smiled at my mom and gave her a big hug. I had my pirate costume, but it was definitely a girl pirate.

Mom came home for dinner on Halloween night and took a couple of pictures of me in my costume. She took off for work and said to wait for Mrs Nelson to come by. I had decided that if I was going door to door through town, I was gonna look really sexy. I had been working on this in the mirror for a couple of evenings. First thing I did was take off my tights. I wished I had some thigh high stockings, but I figured bare legs in boots were hotter than tights. I took off my undershirt and when I put the blouse back on, I left it unbuttoned over almost to my belly button. I put on lipstick and a lot of eye makeup. (I am sure it looked terrible, LOL.) Before I put on the eye patch and the wide fake leather belt, I rolled the waist band on the red and white striped skirt over about 5 times, so that it was no longer an appropriately demure child's costume; it was a very short mini-skirt with a tattered hem. I looked in the mirror and decided that, except for the boobs, l was almost a s hot as the woman on the adult sexy pirate costume package.

I had a red rain jacket that hung almost to my knees. I put it on and answered the door. Mrs Nelson and the other mom thought I looked great; with the jacket they could not see how I was going to look when we rang doorbells. They were glad to have me since I could help with their kids, who were younger. When we went up to the houses, the moms would wait at the sidewalk while the other kids and I went to the door. On the way up the walk, I would slip the jacket off my shoulders so it pulled on the blouse. That would make the deep "V" of my blouse pull way back almost exposing my nipples and part of my belly. (I had practiced this look, too.) If a woman opened the door, I would slip my jacket back up quickly. Most of the men I discovered that night were old retired guys. But I got a few looks from some of the neighbor guys; some kind of hot middle and high school guys; some dorks. And a few older guys of the kind I chatted with online. Some of them seemed not to notice but a couple looked at me in the nasty way some of the men did in downtown Ocean Beach when I was dressed to get that kind of attention.

As we got close to the middle of town, Mrs Nelson said, "Let's stop at the Store. Herb always has treats for the kids." Great, I thought, 'cause Herb wouldn't be there in the evening. But I didn't say anything. We went into the Store, and there was Eric.

Eric looked at me and smiled, but then he looked at the other kids and smiled too, like I was nothing special. I kept my rain coat up on my shoulders, so as not to give him a show. Eric gave each of us a candy bar - a full size one! - and the other mom went down an aisle in the store to look for something. I was in a hurry to get going, but Mrs Nelson started talking to Eric. And then everything kind of slowed down, like slow motion. I didn't hear what they were saying, but I looked at her, and then at him and back and forth. He had a little bit of a smile and was looking right in her eyes. When he was talking to her she had her lips parted just a little and first licked her lips and then bit her lower lip. Her eyes got kind of dreamy looking and she was blushing.

What The HELL! Eric was flirting with Mrs Nelson, and she was flirting back! I could not believe it! He was 16 and she was an old married lady. Not super old; I think she was about 26. But he is hitting on her and she is responding like its working. I could not believe it. And then I started to wonder if they were already doing it!

Now this is the weird part: I got jealous. Can you believe it? I hated Eric and I was mad when he fucked me (actually raped me) a couple weeks before, but now I did not want him doing Mrs Nelson. I wanted his attention. As the other mom came back up the aisle with nothing to buy, I asked, "Can I go to the bathroom?"

"Yeah, I guess," said Eric, looking annoyed. I started toward the stockroom door. Eric said, "Wait a minute; I'll have to get the key."

Mrs Nelson called after me, "Mindy, we are going to go ahead and go down King Street behind the store. There are only 5 houses there. You can catch up or we will come back for you." And the two moms and 5 younger kids left.

Eric annoyed me further by calling after her, "See you later." I went through the stock room door and walked down a long aisle that went between the shelves and stacks of boxes in the store room on the right and the wall that separated the stock room from the store. The stockroom ran the length of the store. I got back to the bathroom, near the back door, and found the bathroom locked. Eric came up behind me with a key on a string attached to a piece of 1 x 4. He got between me and the bathroom door. He unlocked it and then turned to face me. He looked at me the same way he had been looking at Mrs Nelson - I later learned those were called bedroom eyes - and smiled.

"Let's see your costume." I slowly slid my jacket off my shoulders and my shirt opened up as I had done at the houses. Looking down, I noticed that my nipples, which were still not much, had gotten hard and were pushing against the blouse. He looked me up and down and bit his lip. "Very hot." He paused. "When you come out of the bathroom, have your panties in your hand, because I am going to keep them."

"What for?" I asked, sounding annoyed, though I didn't intend to.

"Trick or treat," he answered as if it was obvious. Then he walked back up the aisle like he was paying no attention to me at all.

I went in the bathroom and sat down to pee - which it turned out I did have to do. I sat there, thinking about Eric screwing Mrs Nelson. And thinking about Eric screwing me. And about Eric screwing both of us together, taking turns and watching each other. When I went to stand up, I started to pull my panties up ... and then I realized that I was very horny and was going to give Eric my panties, like he said. So I stepped out of the panties and straightened myself in front of the mirror, washed my hands, opened the door and headed up the aisle, carrying my coat slung over my left shoulder with my blouse pulled off my shoulders and as wide open as I could. My right nipple was peeking out.

Eric was waiting at the door to the store, just inside the stockroom, watching me walk up the aisle toward him. Shortly after I saw him, I became aware that I was walking kind of funny, almost sashaying up the aisle in a way to make him look at me as something more than a 10 year old kid.

As I got close, he smiled and looked at me. In a voice that was sposed to sound like a little kid, he said "Trick or treat!" I held up my right hand and opened my fist, letting the panties hang from my hand. I walked right up to him. He was grinning broadly. He took the panties from my hand and put them in his jeans pocket. He then grabbed me and pulled me to him as he leaned down and kissed me. I immediately opened my mouth fully to take his tongue and give him mine. (I still had not learned anything about subtle beginnings to kisses.) He reached up under my skirt and squeezed my butt. The he let go of me after a minute and stepped back.

He said, "Let's fix your costume." He took the coat from me and put it on a stack of boxes. He dropped to one knee and peeked under the skirt. Seeing my bare and bald pussy, he pulled the skirt up even more and tucked it into the belt. He leaned back and looked.

He said, "Yeah." Then he stood up and then he leaned down again, all the while looking at my pussy. "Well, as long as it is an adult looking at you, they can's quite see your cunt. But a little kid or someone at the bottom of the stairs is gonna know."

"Really?" I replied.

"Yup. And leave it that until you get home. But you aren't leaving yet." He leaned down and kissed me again, this time dropping his right hand down in front and putting it under my skirt. Without any warning or preparation he roughly pushed one, and then two fingers right into my pussy. It was rough, and it hurt a little. And I loved it. His tongue in my mouth and his fingers in my puss, and I was in heaven. I reached over and started to rub the front of his jeans. His cock was hard through his pants, and I wanted him. I rubbed him for a minute and then I started to reach for his belt. He took his hand from my crotch and pulled my hand away. He closed his mouth and gently ended our kiss.

"No, not tonight."

I could feel that I had gotten completely soaked down below. "Please? What time does the store close? You could come to my house. My sister is out and my mom is at work."

"No, sorry. That sounds like a good idea, but I have somewhere else to be tonight."

My jealousy rose again, "Are you going to Mrs Nelson's? I saw you two looking at each other."

He played it very cool. "I have someplace else to be. None of your business where. But yeah, I'm fucking somebody tonight. Just not you."

I got a little mad as he started to walk back out into the store. I stood in the door and said, "Then what was this about?"

He spoke as he walked away. "Well, it was about making you look super hot and slutty, which you do now. And it was about feeling you up." He licked his fingers. "And about having you invite me over so I know I can fuck you again. A lot." He pulled the panties out of his pocket. "And it was about proving that even though I don't own you, that you will do whatever I say. Cause you did, right?" He turned and looked me in the eye, and then up and down as he asked the last question.

I hesitated. "Yeah, I did."

"And you always will, right?"

I was so horny. "Yeah, I will."

"Good. So leave that skirt that high all evening. Maybe somebody else will play with you." Just then someone else came into the store and Eric quickly put my panties back into his pocket.

I stepped away and checked myself in the mirror on the back of the door. The skirt was way too short, and that was really hot. I put on my coat and told Eric "G'night. And thanks for letting me use the bathroom," as I went out of the store. I went around the north side of the store to King street and headed down the block. I caught up with the rest of the group in time to go to the last two houses on King.

We went door to door for another hour or so. I spent the rest of the walk doing my best to flash all the boys and men who came to the doors. I swear that some saw ... or tried to see. And at one house, a dog came out sniffing around and put his nose right up in my bare pussy and licked it. I was still very wet and that felt great.

Mrs Nelson seemed like she had returned to normal. When we got to my house, I thanked them and went in. I stayed in my sexed up version of my costume for a while. I took a picture of myself in the mirror, and posed in the mirror, moving the costume just a little so I could admire my own hard nipples and wet puss. When the doorbell rang, I grabbed our candy dish and answered it. Most of the times, the parents were back at the sidewalk, but the parents of the very little kids walked them up to the bottom of the stairs. A couple of times, when it was a mom, I kept the candy dish in front of me. But when it was a dad with his kid, I put the candy dish to one side and made sure he got a good look at both top and bottom. One time the guy looked away. The other two times, they were enjoying the view, and one was enjoying the fact that I clearly wanted him to see.

That night, I got on chat. I was super horny. One of my adult buddies, Mark from Portland, got on. I had told him before where I lived, and he had talked about coming out to see me. I always thought he was joking. But today, he asked me what I was doing on Monday, eleven days from now. I looked on the calendar and found what he already knew; I did not have school because it was Veterans Day.

It was going to be a very special day in a couple of ways.